After entering the book, I took the heroine's space and lived in the end of the world

None of them dared to relax at all. They pulled the rope tightly, wrapped it around the iron rod again and again, and then tied a knot with force.

Each knot required several times more effort than usual, simply because the oilcloth gloves were thick and wet, so the operation was not easy.

The acid rain seeped in through the gaps in the raincoats, and the armor was already freezing cold, but everyone was only thinking about setting up the frame as quickly as possible.

Song Mingtao hurriedly asked Song Da and several servants to tie up the oilcloth, while Liu Danan and Liu Daxi helped pull the edges of the oilcloth to make it fit as tightly as possible.

But the wind seemed to be deliberately against them, and kept blowing the oilcloth up. They could only shout loudly for others to help while trying their best to flatten the oilcloth.

Zhong Tie felt distressed when he saw his disciples being beaten badly by the acid rain, but he could only encourage them to keep persevering.

In his hurry, Liu Daxi didn't pay attention to his feet. His eyes were all on the oilcloth that was constantly blown up by the wind. He was pulling the edges of the oilcloth hard, trying to fight against the strong wind and heavy rain.

I never expected that there was a puddle under my feet, and I tripped over it. I instantly lost my balance and fell heavily to the ground with a "thump".

The acid rain water accumulated on the ground seemed to explode, splashing everywhere and all at once onto Liu Daxi's face.

As soon as the acid rain touched Liu Daxi's skin, it felt like countless red-hot needles piercing into it, and the stinging and itchy sensation instantly spread throughout his face.

"Ahhhh!" Liu Daxi cried out in pain immediately, his voice full of pain and fear.

Liu Qiang, who was standing by, was busy helping to press down the oilcloth. When he heard his son's shrill cry, his heart suddenly sank.

I quickly turned my head and saw Liu Daxi's face covered with water. He was covering his cheek and struggling to get up on the ground.

Liu Qiang's eyes were red with distress. He rushed over and helped Liu Daxi up from the ground. He looked him up and down anxiously, asking repeatedly, "Son, what happened? Is he seriously injured?"

Liu Daxi was in so much pain that tears welled up in his eyes. He could hardly speak clearly and just kept shouting "It hurts".

Liu Qiang could no longer care about anything else. He quickly grabbed Liu Daxi's arm and anxiously looked for a place to go downstairs in the crowd, shouting, "Make way, make way!"

When everyone heard the shouting and turned around, their faces changed and they all moved to the side to make way for the father and son.

Liu Qiang pulled Liu Daxi and quickly came to the stairs. Once they reached a place that was not exposed to the rain, Liu Qiang hurriedly picked up the bamboo tube of antidote with trembling hands and carefully poured some on Liu Daxi's face.

Then he wiped it gently with a clean cloth, saying distressedly, "Son, just be patient, just be patient."

Liu Daxi gritted his teeth and endured the piercing pain, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead.

But he also knew that he could only grit his teeth and persevere, hoping that the antidote could eliminate the terrible pain and itching on his face as soon as possible.

Just as Liu Qiang was busy wiping Liu Daxi's face, the wind and rain outside showed no signs of abating.

The strong wind, carrying acid rain, was still whistling and hitting the constructed scaffolding, and the oilcloth was blown "crackling" as if it would be overturned in the next moment.

Song Mingtao looked at the situation with a frown. Although he was worried about Liu Daxi's injury, if the setup was not done properly, everyone would suffer more.

So he shouted loudly: "Everyone, work harder and fix the oilcloth first. We can't let it fail at the last moment."

After hearing this, everyone gritted their teeth and continued to work.

Here, Liu Qiang carefully wiped Liu Daxi for a long time. Seeing that the pain on his son's face had eased a little, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Daxi recovered and said weakly, "Dad, I'm fine. We have to go out and help. We can't delay things because of me." As he said that, he changed himself to a new mask.

Liu Qiang looked hesitant, but looking at his son's determined eyes, he knew he couldn't persuade him, so he nodded, supported Liu Daxi and walked back.

As soon as he went out, the acid rain hit him again. Liu Daxi subconsciously shrank his neck, but still gritted his teeth and walked towards the crowd with Liu Qiang.

When Song Mingtao saw the father and son coming back, he hurried over and asked, "Daxi, what's wrong? If you still feel uncomfortable, go and rest."

Liu Daxi shook his head and said, "Thank you Uncle Song for your concern. I'm fine now. Let's continue."

When everyone saw this, they were filled with admiration and their hands moved faster.

Liu Daxi endured the remaining discomfort on his face and reached out to pull the edge of the oilcloth again.

Liu Qiang held the rope tightly and wrapped it around the iron rod round and round, tighter than before. Every time he tied a knot, it seemed as if he used all his strength, and the knot was tied tightly and firmly.

With everyone working together, the oilcloth was finally no longer easily blown up by the wind and gradually stuck to the rack.

Although everyone was drenched by the acid rain and felt cold and tired,

But looking at the scaffolding that was barely built, I felt a sense of relief in my heart. After all, this difficult task was finally completed.

Song Mingtao breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, "Now that it's done, come downstairs."

When everyone heard Song Mingtao's call, a look of relief appeared on their tired faces. They supported each other and dragged their heavy and wet bodies slowly towards the stairs.

The stairs had become a little slippery due to being washed by acid rain for a long time, so everyone walked very carefully, moving down slowly step by step.

Although the pain on Liu Daxi's face was relieved a lot, the fall just now still made his legs weak.

Liu Qiang held him tightly and kept reminding him to "be careful with your step".

Liu Daxi said, "Dad, don't worry, I'm much better now."

Liu Qiang glanced at the light red spot on his son's forehead and did not answer, but continued to help his son go downstairs.

When everyone arrived at the fifth floor, a warm feeling hit them in the face, which was completely different from the freezing cold acid rain world outside.

Water kept dripping from the straw raincoats and armor on everyone's body, forming small puddles on the ground.

The women who had been waiting for a long time told the men to change their wet clothes quickly while preparing ginger soup.

As Song Mingtao took off his armor, he asked his wife, "Where are the girls?"

Li Hui handed Song Mingtao a wet towel with the antidote and said, "The young lady took Madam Yang and Honeysuckle to the first floor. It seems that they went to kill a cow."

Everyone worked together to take off their cold and heavy equipment, and everyone felt a lot more relaxed.